She has imagined countless times what the scene will be when she gets married, whether she will wear a white wedding dress, or a more traditional one, wearing a cheongsam from the Republic of China, or even more exaggerated, she will get married directly naked, and she doesn't need to do any wedding, just worship a red candle, invite her family, relatives and friends to have a simple meal, and then the wedding will be over.

But she never thought that she would leave that world in advance, let alone that she would come to this world, and today's wedding is also something she never dreamed of before......

Thinking about it in my heart, I still feel a little sweet, after all, the person she married happened to be the person she liked, and he happened to like her.

Maybe the word love is too heavy, so let's replace it with like. Love should be, a hundred years later, still by your side, never give up, so it can be considered love!

Love is not spoken with the mouth, but revealed by practical actions.

Right! It is to use it to penetrate, slowly reveal it bit by bit, so that the love will be far-reaching and lasting!

Like the beginning, love ends, all kinds of things in between, take one step at a time. Whether it can go to the end depends on fate.

The bride sits alone in front of the bed, with no one else beside her.

The door was slowly pushed open, and when she heard the sound of the door being pushed open, Yuan Qing's heart also beat, stagnating for a moment, beating and stopping, and at the same time, the situation that occurred was trembling, yes, she trembled just now, not because she was afraid, but she felt that her heartbeat was a little faster, and she couldn't slow down.

may be the first time Yuan Qing has been married for so long. It is also normal for the heart to beat rapidly.

The man who opened the door was a man. He was dressed in red, and in this dim red light, he looked more and more vivid, and when he looked up, the bride sat quietly by the bed, and saw that she was sitting there waiting for his return, and thought of this. There was a smile on his lips that was enough to make the landscape dull.

The door was closed, and only the two of them were left in the room.

Not far away, the man walked unhurriedly. As he walked in, Yuan Qing's heart beat harder, damn, what's going on? The old lady has always been calm and calm. When did you become so shy?

Pity. The heart was still beating violently in the chest, not only not slowly, but faster and faster. Fortunately, Xipa was covered on his head, otherwise Yuan Qing really couldn't sit on the edge of the bed calmly.

It may be that she is a first-time wife, and she is inevitably nervous. When facing Li Chen before, he was a subordinate, friend, and lover. Now, they have worshipped. Now she is his wife......

It's hard to adapt to the change of identity all of a sudden.

The red handkerchief covers his face, and his plain fingers wrap his sleeves. She sat on the edge of the bed, waiting for him to return alone.

Li Chen walked to the bed, stood in front of her, looked down at her red appearance, and could feel the unique shyness of a woman in her cuteness.

Neither of them spoke, but they could feel that the person next to them was the person they wanted to marry and marry. If it's fake!

She couldn't see him, and he couldn't see her, but both of them could feel that they were really each other, and this feeling was the tacit understanding and affection accumulated together for a long time.

Gradually, Li Chen leaned down, stretched out his hand to gently pinch the Xipa on Yuan Qing's head, and slowly pulled it down, at this moment, in addition to the breathing of the two, it was the sound of the wind outside the window.

The groom picks the wedding for the bride, and this matter is only once or twice in his life, sacred and solemn, and even reveals the most intimate bond between the two.

The red handkerchief slowly fell, and the woman's face was gradually revealed, and the already delicate facial features, after a little powder, under the illumination of this red light, were as beautiful as the moment when the green lotus in the water first opened.

The beauty that amazes the world is always only for that moment.

The bride's eyes were wide open as she looked at the groom who had opened the hippa for herself, and the groom was within reach of her.

The warm breath, the smell is close at hand, looking at the handsome face in front of him, it is not only simply pleasing to the eye, but more importantly, it is a reaction to his heartbeat, his heartbeat accelerated, and his face unconsciously turned red.

There was a grin in his dark eyes, and within a fist of the punch they looked at each other, she sitting on the edge of the bed while he leaned down.

The sound of breathing, close to each other, can be heard clearly.

Yuan Qing's face was so red that she couldn't blink, her eyes blinked, like stars in the sky, flashing and flashing, extremely good-looking, her lips moved, and her voice stammered a little, "Wang...... The prince ......"

"Huh?" The lazy voice sounded slowly, and there was a faint smell of wine in the air, which was not pungent, but merged with the coldness of the man's body, turning into a light and mellow fragrance, bringing the two of them very close.

This deep voice, with a light aroma of wine, makes people slightly drunk before drinking.

The heartbeats are in each other's chests, stirring steadily and powerfully, the eyes are facing each other, and the eyebrows and eyes are affectionate.

"We ...... Drink...... Hop Liquor ...... bar. She raised her hand and pointed to the table in front of her, her eyes looking at him with a silly smile.

"Okay." He nodded, straightened up, and pulled her up from the edge of the bed.

On the side of the bed, the red candle is shaking, both of them are dressed in red, and the candle shadow is shaking, dragging the shadows of the two long and chaotic.

The flask is picked up, poured, and a line of good wine falls into the cup, two glasses are filled, each holding a glass, and drinking.

A breeze came slowly from the unclosed window, early spring in March, with a cold, gentle red candle, the red candle moved lightly, blurring the figures of the two, and the breeze blew, blowing their black hair.

The wine in the cup was drunk, and the two drank it almost at the same time, drank it at the same time, and put the cup on the wooden table at the same time.

He was dressed in red, so handsome that he was not like a mortal person, under the flickering candlelight, he was misty and cold, his red clothes were dull, and his black hair was black.

This is the person I married? As always, it's good-looking. Thinking of this, Yuan Qing's clear eyes bent unconsciously, and he smiled like a fairy in a painting, clear and incomprehensible.

"Laughing at what?" He asked her, as if infected by her smile, and there was an indelible smile in his dark eyes.

This smile is rare in the world, and it is peerless.

"Hey...... picked up such a handsome husband for nothing, and I was still excited to think about it. She looked at him with a smile and shook her body.

Like a rascal!

"What's your husband?" He didn't understand much.

"Well, even if it's a father-in-law, what the husband means." She frowned, thought for a moment, and nodded slightly.

"That's not a nice name." He really doesn't like the term 'husband'.

"That's it, just a title." She shook her head indifferently, in this life plus the previous life, he was the only one she had ever called her husband. (To be continued......)